Off To The Next Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

With peace some find clarity
Others once found they never want to go back
Till the very end of their longevity
Me personally I desire it in small doses
Here's, your medicine please take it
And with solicitation so widely spread and commonly accepted
Soon or later someone is bound to reject it
Do they solicitors obsess on the failure in a gain?
Do they try to destroy and maim?
Or do they ignore it and move on?
A sucker easily met eh and it is off to the next